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A review by quietluvr
Brokeback Mountain by Annie Proulx
4.0
Kill your gays or Kill your darlings?
An ever present question, as more queer characters come fumbling into mainstream media, written by gay men and not gay women and sorta half queers and not quite out queers. Stories with flat characters, fat characters, and always on their back characters end up interrogated with one common question: is it true?
Is it true to the community; is it true to your experience; is it true to real life, our lives?
And while I'm not familiar with rough and tumble, farm boy fucking, I am quite familiar with feelings. In fact, I am in cahoots with pining and yearning and all of the other mushy gushy nonsense. So yeah, I can tell you, wholeheartedly, that it's true.
This story may not be real, but these feelings are true as a horse walking wire. Proulx killed her darling and her gay in one fell swoop, so that we would know truth. I can appreciate that much.
An ever present question, as more queer characters come fumbling into mainstream media, written by gay men and not gay women and sorta half queers and not quite out queers. Stories with flat characters, fat characters, and always on their back characters end up interrogated with one common question: is it true?
Is it true to the community; is it true to your experience; is it true to real life, our lives?
And while I'm not familiar with rough and tumble, farm boy fucking, I am quite familiar with feelings. In fact, I am in cahoots with pining and yearning and all of the other mushy gushy nonsense. So yeah, I can tell you, wholeheartedly, that it's true.
This story may not be real, but these feelings are true as a horse walking wire. Proulx killed her darling and her gay in one fell swoop, so that we would know truth. I can appreciate that much.